At the end of the day

25 11 2015

“Hands to clean, into night clothing”

After a long day of painting, chipping old paint, painting and the other assorted things that make a ship survive another day, this pipe rings out as a relief.

The ships crew has been fed, cleaning stations have been done, the Captain has inspected his ship and deemed all is well. The pipe is made and anyone not on watch may break into a slightly less formal/operational mode of dress. For the lower deckers, that means a tee shirt instead of a work shirt. The mess is open for business and mates will gather round and play some euchre, swap some salty tales or express their displeasure at Chief so and so…..

For me, I tried to be on the upper deck for this pipe, as it was frequently made just before sunset. Sunset at sea was always a peaceful time for me,  at least those days we weren’t going through a freaking hurricane. The sea would be calmer, the wind would be calmer, people on the bridge would be a little more mellow and then there was sunset.

Sunset at sea is a beautiful thing. You stand there and watch as the sun slowly sinks below the horizon, changing in colour from yellow, to orange to red. Millimeter by millimeter Sol would lower behind the edge of the earth and, if atmospheric conditions were just right, you would get to experience the emerald flash just as the sun disappeared. I do not know what it was about that flash, but every time I got to see it I knew that all was good in my world.

A brief moment of peace to mark the end of the day






One response

25 11 2015
fran greene

I have never seen the emerald flash, but have heard tell of it often. I too would choose to watch the sun slip away. It is one of my favorite times of day. The day is unwinding and the promise of night just edging in. The sky shifts until it is the best color- deep midnight blue.
thank you for sharing this

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